Everyone watched Jun Wangchen in silence, their gazes never shifting an inch.
This freshman had truly shown them what it meant to be a genius.
As Mei Yuxiang looked at Jun Wangchen, a sense of defeat suddenly welled up inside her.
She had not felt this way when she lost to Jun Wangchen in the Martial Dao.
She had not felt this way when she lost to Jun Wangchen in the Pill Dao.
But when Jun Wangchen catalyzed the Red Spider Lily to such an extent, she finally understood that he was not on the same level as her at all. He had left her far behind.
To put it bluntly, he had crushed her.
She had never imagined that Jun Wangchen could be so outstanding in both the Pill Dao and the Martial Dao, reaching heights she could not even see, let alone attain.
The crushing blow brought a flicker of self-mockery to her face, and she left, utterly dejected.
Perhaps, in her mind, every extra moment she stayed only added to her humiliation.
After Mei Yuxiang left, Jiang Yanhao had no face to remain either. He gave Jun Wangchen a long look, then turned and left.
Once those two were gone, the other senior disciples left one after another. The gaunt man in particular was so embarrassed that he did not even dare look at Jun Wangchen as he departed.
It was easy to imagine just how deeply Jun Wangchen's earlier display had shaken him.
Before long, only Steward Li, Mu Fengzheng, and a group of freshmen remained on the mountaintop.
"Your results will be announced tomorrow. You'll receive a text message then." Steward Li swept his gaze over the freshmen and waved a hand. "You may leave now."
At his words, the freshmen cupped their fists toward